Brushed, Pressed, Braided And Twisted Poem by Leeona (XOXO's) Sugakixs

Brushed, Pressed, Braided And Twisted

Rating: 4.6


Brushed, pressed,
braided and twisted
i use my middle and index fingers along with my thumbs to braid and save it from breakage
I then take a rubber band and make little fist at the end of it
my specialty
a message with icy grease
i take it out of the freezer
and as i apply it
the scalp can't help but 'puurrrr'
greased and conditioned
to add sheen and shine
because before there wasn't any that existed
well maintenace is in its appearance
if scalp follicles had hands
they would applaud and stand
if hair could talk
it would thank me
it would bow down and praise me
'All hail to the hair queen
thank you for saving me'

COMMENTS OF THE POEM

I thought it must be about hair when I read the title. Yes, it would thank you with all the trouble you have gone to, and we should thank it for making us beautiful (I wish) except when we have a 'bad hair day'. It is a beautiful poem and I love the flow. Thanks for sharing. 10 love Karin

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